How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

they couldn’t take their

 

each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them

 

almost chest

 

it must be my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied with, my

 

It just came out like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking than you in my

 

doing here, then? Hurry up and go back

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

each other, right?” The man came closer, as if there

 

you don’t participate in the stupid

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close

 

was twice her

 

wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I

 

the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each

 

was romantic, yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all at

 

woman’s eyes

 

a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone

 

that woman smiled at me—a meaningless, sad

 

in my chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t

 

the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost

 

***

 

into my eyes had me

 

lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on like a ton

 

Who got me here? What happened at the

 

my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling

 

I wanted to cry.

 

safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone

 

eyes leaving no

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

tried to move my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my

 

almost a whisper

 

anything. It felt like it didn’t

 

had done in this life, all of it flashed before

 

like a stranger in my own body thinking about it

 

him with was low and hoarse as well, a

 

“What…?”

 

I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it

 

knew very well, something that had revealed itself to me

 

with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at.

 

I’m already in a situation where I’m

 

until I pressed hard

 

after cracking such a silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing at me with that

 

embrace me fully, enveloping me

 

moved instead, putting my own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in

 

understand why my head felt so

 

dream, but I didn’t remember it

 

at me like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always all

 

arrogant man, I

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